An enemy

Ariel walks into your classroom two days later. “Mr. Doe, I brought Andrea in just as you told me too.”

Andrea walks into your classroom, a sullen look on her face. “Mr. Doe, I told Andrea you wanted to talk to her as you’re going to be advising her on senior projects in a month.”

You stand up, observing Andrea. You had her, back in her freshman year. She was a troubled student back then. She cares nothing for grades or school and her position as star of the field hockey team allows her to get away with most things short of ****. You had a very rough time containing the class with her in it, let alone teach them any Algebra. Tall, blonde, athletic, and surly, Andrea was a holy terror to the school. She collected a crowd that fawned on her and then dropped them as soon as she was done with then.

You think you can work with this.

“Andrea, please step into the hallway for a minute. I will call you back in when I need you. You will not go anywhere.”

Andrea doesn’t say a word as she spins and leaves in a huff.

“Ariel, what’s going on?”

“You said I could pick anyone, John. I hate Andrea. She’s such a royal bitch. I want us to get closer by making her suffer. Didn’t you say we could?”

“Absolutely,” you respond. You kiss her. “Let’s make it happen.”

You call Andrea in from the hallway, making sure to lock the door. You move to the front of your desk, leaning against it, while Ariel watches from the side, clearly excited. Andrea slouches in front of you, sullen.

“Right, that’s enough of that,” you say. “Stand up straight.”

She does, looking surprised. “You don’t scare me…” she begins.

“But I do. So much so that you will be taking any order from myself or Ariel now without question because you are afraid of the consequences.”

The girl whimpers. You eye Ariel, and without words agree that she’s ready. “Andrea. Come over here. Pull up your skirt. Slide your panties to your ankles. Bend over my knee.”

You enjoy the feeling as the girl complies. “Ariel, would you bring a ruler over from the cabinet?” She complies. “Gorgeous, before we commence with the festivities, we should tell the lady what she is suffering for. Give her a swat for every reason. Remember, we don’t want to injure the poor girl. She has an athletic career to think about.”

Ariel wastes no time. “You are mean to my friend Kara.” Swat. You notice with approval that she is using just the right amount of ****. Enough for pain, but not enough for damage. “You used your friends to take lunch from the freshman.” Swat. “You brag about getting bad grades and still passing.” Swat. Every fresh smack is sending a quiver through the girl’s body and therefore a delicious sensation across your lap. “You spread a rumor about the cheerleading squad all being lesbians!” Swat. “You slept with Michael, the guy I was supposed to go to prom with!” SWAT. “Then you dumped him as soon as you weren’t interested in him while telling people I wasn’t woman enough to have him!” SWAT!

Ariel is starting to get very into it, but you’re worried about injury, so you pacify her. “Gorgeous, if she hadn’t done that, we would never have gotten together, would we?”

Ariel cannot know that this is completely inaccurate, but she lightens immediately. You decide to have some fun yourself. “I think it’s time I punish this girl for her wrongs against me. Andrea. Get up. Kick your panties to the side, leave your sneakers, skirt, and polo on. Lie on the desk and spread your legs.”

As she does so, Ariel protests, “John, you cannot mean to…”

“Gorgeous, it’s okay,” you say, and so it is. “She will make you cum almost as hard as I do. And degrading her will turn you on whenever you remember it with me in the future.”

“I can’t wait,” she declares, with a wicked smile crossing her face. “What should I do?”

You turn to the delinquent, spread on the desk. “Andrea, you will constantly be close to cumming, but not be able to, while I am in you. Ariel, feel free to do with her as you will.”

Ariel grins, sheds her panties, and quickly climbs over Andrea’s face. “Eat me out, bitch.”

Andrea complies quickly. While she is busy, you shed your pants, then put your hands on her legs to get a good grip and push into her. She groans into Ariel’s vagina, which Ariel seems to enjoy. You smile and remove a hand to bring her face over to yours for a kiss. You make out with her while you pump into this delinquent who is eating her out. Ariel moans every few moments, while Andrea is in a tizzy, thrashing in a vain attempt to orgasm, without success.

Ariel smiles as Andrea delivers her orgasm, pushing forward, which slides your face to her neck, so you are okay with it. You are remarkably close yourself, having lived another unlikely fantasy to the fullest.

You get a really good idea.

“Ariel, you’re satisfied, get off.” She complies. “Andrea, you are going to take my semen in your mouth. When you do, you will realize how important it is to obey your teachers, to care about your grades, and be courteous to your peers. When you do, and only when you do, will you orgasm.”

“God, I need it so bad,” yelps the poor girl as she gets on her knees. She begins to suck the cock that was seconds ago inside her vagina, and you cum inside her mouth. You flop your naked ass in one of the student desks, spent, as Andrea has her transformation. Ariel slides onto your lap and kisses you deeply.

“Get out of here, Andrea.” She does.